Every year since our kids were little, we’ve made it a tradition to visit our local balloon festival. It’s a big community event—everyone gathers at the school to watch a handful of hot air balloons lift off into the sky. We always thought it was magical, watching them inflate and drift away while chasers followed. But as we ventured beyond our small to…
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